“I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have Holy Spirit Power. The dye has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I’m a disciple of His. I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.
My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. I’m finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colourless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, cheap living, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to fight, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, life by prayer, and labor by power.
My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way rough, my companions few, my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.
I won’t give up, shut up, let up until I have stayed up, stored up prayed up, paid up, preached up, for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus, I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till He stops me. An when He comes for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me- my banner will be clear.”
These are the words of a young African pastor he tacked on the wall of his house before he disappeared, possibly killed.